It dawned on me that he assumed there were just the two of us. Luis’s backpack was likely still hidden under the bed. Our only hope lie in Luis coming back and somehow saving us. I knew we were doomed once we left this room or the hotel. I wasn’t sure if the guy would even try to take both of us at the same time. Would he kill Carlos and just turn me in for the reward? I had to stall somehow.
The ugly son of a bitch was probably in his forties and didn’t seem all that professional. I think he might have gotten a general heads-up from cartel leaders to be on the watch for us. Damn, I think he just stumbled onto us with a lucky guess. Carlos was trapped and could be of no help. Shouting out would only bring more unwanted attention to our room.
I have never told Luis or Carlos this, but at that moment I was considering just jumping off the balcony. I would rather die at my own hand than have the cartel torture me to death. The only thing that stopped me then was leaving my brother chained to that rail. I couldn’t just abandon him that way. But I quickly made up my mind that I was not leaving that room. I knew we would both die if we did.
The pig was giving me the most attention. I had no choice. I had to think of something. I loosened the grip I had on the towel on my chest. I let it slip from my armpits and drop to my lap. I let the towel wrapped around my head fall away, dropping behind me. My damp hair fell and clung to my face. I just sat there naked to the waist.
The guard’s eyes immediately focused on the sight of my breasts. I was leaning to one side wishing to crawl to Carlos. The guy was still shaking the gun. I really didn’t think he was just going to shoot me right there.
He was standing right above me. I could sense his nervousness. He never took his eyes off me now. I sat up straight and crawled to where Carlos was restrained. As I left my spot on the floor, I left the towels lying there too. I knew my butt would attract all of his attention now. He didn’t like seeing me move without his order, but I needed to be with Carlos. I think my nakedness just left the guard speechless.
I scooted over next to Carlos and leaned up against him. I buried my head in his chest and began sobbing. I was truly terrified and thought this would be the end of both of us. I remember staring at the balcony. I again thought if I just jumped off it, this would all be over. Momma, Enrico, and Luis’s faces flashed before me. I just wouldn’t let them down.
The guard guy seemed to be okay with us huddling together. He could now keep Carlos in his sight and also satisfy his fixation on staring at me. My mind was racing. I needed to come up with some plan or something. Even if Luis came back now, how would he defeat the gun-waving dumbshit right in front of us? Stall, stall, was all I could think. Time was all we had. What else could I do?
Okay, I will admit this is the sickest thing imaginable. I know that I will surely suffer in hell for this despicable act, but I could not see anything else to do. I am so ashamed. I was never going to speak of this again, and I was truly willing to die instead of doing this, but I would not leave my brother Carlos to die at the hands of the cartel alone. I reached for Carlos’ belt and began to unfasten it. Carlos looked shocked. He struggled to push me away. I managed to grab his zipper and tugged it down.
The guard was as shocked as Carlos. I fought for control of my brother’s belt and undid it. I pulled his jeans open in front and buried my face in his underwear. I stuck out my tongue and began licking at the fabric of his underwear. With my ass up and my head down, the guard had a clear view of everything. Carlos struggled and cursed at me. I wouldn’t relent. Keeping my mouth against him, I continued to try to arouse him. The guard had no issue with this. I wasn’t even sure if he knew Carlos was my brother. He didn’t care. I guess he figured the cartel would kill us anyway. What would be the harm in watching a girl give her boyfriend one last blow-job? Time was all I could think of. We just needed more time.
I finally got really upset with Carlos for fighting me. I straightened up and squatted. I roughly jerked his pants open. His shriveled-up cock was nestled in his pubic hair. I had to hurt him to allow me access to it. I’m sure I had drug it along his zipper some, but I continued to fight him for control of it. Finally, I got his pants down far enough to give me room to get my mouth on him.
I licked and probed with my tongue, trying to get some reaction. I guess the guard was thinking we were boyfriend-girlfriend and that I wanted one last taste of cock before I would be killed. It seemed to be working. The guard had sat down on the edge of the bed and was watching me struggle for control of Carlos’ cock. He never said a word. It seemed to take forever, but finally Carlos started to react. His cock stiffened and lengthened somewhat. I never looked up at Carlos. I couldn’t have. I could have never borne the look on his face.
Carlos jerked his hips at me again and again, trying to push my mouth away. Finally, I had enough. I sat up straight and then slapped him hard across his face. He seemed stunned. I got back down and continued pulling his cock into my mouth. Somehow, from then on, he seemed resigned to allowing me to continue. I didn’t care if he understood or not. I did not want to die!
I eventually had him hard. I was popping his cock in and out of my mouth. The guard was staring at me the whole time this was going on. I could tell that he was getting turned on. He never blinked or uttered another thing. Finally, I sat upright and turned with my pussy toward the guard. I lay back with my legs open and my knees in the air. My butt was flattened out on the cool tile floor. I rested my head in Carlos’ lap and continued to pull and stretch at his cock.
I put my hand between my legs, and I started massaging my clit. The guard was so fascinated that he finally lowered his gun. His hand slumped to his side. After just a couple minutes, I could sense he was becoming horny. He began by rubbing his own crotch, and then finally just had to open his own trousers to free his cock. The perverted bastard started stroking his cock right there in front of us. This whole time Carlos’ cock continued to grow harder.
I don’t know exactly what I did to set Carlos off, because I thought I was hurting him more than anything else, but he suddenly groaned and had a cum. The spurts of jizz leapt from his cock and splattered against my cheek and neck. His grunts continued, while he was banging his hips against my head until he finally seemed through.
The guard seemed absolutely thrilled at this. I was still fingering my clit rapidly and now patted my belly. My pussy was red by now. The guard was completely beside himself. I spread my knees open and thrust my hips up and towards him. He couldn’t resist the invitation and suddenly got up off the bed and began removing his pants. He looked ridiculous standing there with his belly hanging over his cock. His uniform shirt luckily covered the most disgusting parts of him. The dumbshit left his gun lying on the bed, got down, and crawled over to me. I was now flat on my back, and I guess he figured he would just flop his fat gut on me and have a quick fuck.
The dirty pig climbed on top of me and almost squished all the air out of my chest. It was hard to tell if he had even gotten his cock into me. He fell on me and started rocking. He was letting out short little grunts as he tried to locate the right spot. I was trying to look away from his face, as it made me sick to think that this was how low I had sunk.
Just then, some small scrap of luck smiled on me in this most terrible moment. Over the guard’s shoulder, I could just see Luis entering our room. He was quietly advancing on the guard’s gun, still lying on the bed. I made no movement to give him away. Luis picked up the gun and quietly came along-side of us. He placed the gun’s barrel against the guard’s head. The guard froze in mid-thrust. I burst into tears. I struggled and pushed the ugly bastard off me and curled up in a ball. I lay there on the floor sobbing.
Luis snapped me out of it by yelling at me to get the keys. Carlos was still attached to the balcony rail. I needed to get him free. I got up and went to the bed and fumbled through the guard’s pants. I found the right key on the belt and released Carlos. Carlos and I then put the guard in the same spot Carlos had been. Only now could I stumble to the bed and fall on it. I curled up and cried uncontrollably.
Soon, I felt someone place a blanket over me. I looked up. It was Carlos. He stooped down over me and gently kissed me on the forehead. I put my hand out, and he gave me a gentle squeeze. I stayed there, sobbing.
In just a little bit, Luis touched me. “We had to go,” he said. We didn’t know if the guard had called someone already or not. We could not take the chance. The cartel could even be on the way right now. We had to leave immediately.
We left the guard handcuffed to the balcony rail. Luis and Carlos stripped him completely and threw all his clothes off the balcony. We kept his gun, belt, and cell phone. As we left, Luis warned the guard that the cartel would likely kill him for allowing us to escape. He might want to consider changing his whole story. It might be best for him to deny having ever seen us.
We threw the guard’s keys and phone into a sewer a few blocks away. Luis and Carlos differed on whether to keep the gun or not. Luis didn’t want to, but Carlos argued that we might have to defend ourselves. Luis’s common sense finally convinced Carlos that nothing good would come of us having a gun. We headed on our way without it. Luis insisted that we get as far away from that hotel as we could.
Chapter 9
The luxury of a night spent in a fancy hotel was gone. I had done something despicable with my very own brother. I couldn’t believe he would ever forgive me for having committed incest with him. I could only hope he would never speak of my behavior to anyone. I didn’t know if Luis had even figured out how the guard came to be in our room or what had actually happened.
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